The Bright Moon Knows My Heart (Rebirth)

The copy of this article was first published on September 24 and has been archived. Po Meng held the handle of the spoon in her hand as if she were drawing a sword to kill herself: "Don't come over here!" After drinking Meng Po soup for a hundred years, Lu Zhaozhao still couldn't forget his past life and was reincarnated. He pointed to the sky helplessly and cursed: "What kind of bastard hasn't let me go after a hundred years!" Before he finished speaking, the underworld shook and a group of ghosts howled. With a confused look on her face, she was carried to the soul-suppressing pond by a bull-headed horse. The King of Hell was heartbroken: "Look at the good things you have done!" In the soul-killing pool, layers of chains were wrapped around a thin woman. His black hair is like ink, his eyes are like paint, and he has a murderous aura. Lu Zhaozhao looked at it for a long time and hesitantly said two words, "Junior sister?" The King of Hell jumped to his feet: "She killed millions of people for you, and now she has turned into a demon. If her soul cannot be saved, the underworld will collapse and the world will never have peace!" Until the day when he was sent back by the unreasonable King of Hell to meet Leng Chuchu, Lu Zhaozhao still only had four big words in his mind - How is it possible? Leng Yue was indeed her junior sister, but the two had only known each other for a while, not to mention that the other party was famous for being cold-hearted and taciturn, and extremely talented. Everyone in the Qiongshan Sect said that she was the only person who could achieve immortality in the 500 years since the founding of the mountain. How could such a person slaughter millions of corpses and become a demon for her? She looked at the child who was curled up in a small ball in her arms and sleeping soundly, but she couldn't connect her with the ghost-like woman in the Soul Resurrection Pond. Even though we are here, we can only take one step at a time. Lu Zhaozhao sighed and silently tightened the cloak he put on the girl to block the cold wind. In this life, protect her, miss her... Fall in love with her, and live on. A wild and uninhibited flower with a lack of heart and a cold heart. The daily routine of raising a baby and the scene where motherly love goes sour. Instructions for following articles: 1. Senior sister was very playful in her previous life (he was very serious in all aspects). In this life, she can raise her children with peace of mind, so don't ask whether it is clean or not. If you care, please don't read it. 2. I am a fairy, a mix of sweet and sad, he. Intention: To bring about the love that ends in vain and the reunion that deserves to happen